If anyone knows how to go about cleaning
a beyond piled house, let me know - let me know.
a tv show, a group- anything..

i just cant live like this anymore.

How come courage hides from me, when i need him the at most vital moment? How do you ask a stranger to spend time with you with a confindence that's slacking? ..And how can anyone focus looking into the eyes of seduction?

please answer me

while i was reading in the park this morning, i had a big, brown butterfly land on my left breast. It stayed there for about 4 seconds, and all i could do was smile so hard my face hurt. it chose me- and this is how i know im the luckiest girl in the world.

the following things are things that i have come to realize while in this state of procrastination:

-i've always enjoyed collaging. i wish someone would of told me sooner.
-i have dreams that are so vivid & convincing & i hate confusing them with real memories. i wish someone else would be there to see them.
-it would be a very nice thing if i were to win the jackpot and with that money buy a dishwasher and moved to Tennessee or Manhattan.
-i must grow my hair, i must save trees. the last one i meant both literally and not literally.
-i want all ladies to know i love ladies, even though i have a boy lover.
-i don't think i can stop drawing. thank god i go to school for it, and its a damn shame none of u will see how i draw until the day i die.

there, i said it.

die.

yes indeed, its been a while
but maybe i'm back this time for good.

or not